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Our little country home

I just finished supper, nothing fancy just some baby lima beans with some ham and rice. After supper I was half-watching PTI and thought is there anything more satisfying than a full belly? The other day we were over at our daughter and son-in-law’s house, it was the late afternoon and they were preparing their supper. While supper was going our grandbaby was getting a little fussy. So our daughter came over and picked up the monkey and fed her. After she had her fill, she quickly passed out in our youngin’s arms. 

Thinking about this, I had to ask myself how funny life is; that for so long we considered ourselves lacking; lacking in material comfort, lacking in the latest trends, lacking in the good things of life. For a long time I used to think this way, but as time turning my brown hair grey, I began to realize how little material things really meant to me. One of gifts this rural life has granted me is the chance to take life at a more leisurely pace. 

I realize a lot of my friends don’t have the opportunity to live this way. Most as a matter of fact live in much larger areas and their pace of living would now make my head spin. But each of us chooses the way they wish to live. For a long time I thought that life had brought me here to catch my breath and rest a while. What I didn’t realize at the time was that the callings my dad always felt tugging at his heart would someday pull me toward that same place. 

So as I sit here and type, with the local news now chatting away; I’m just beginning to understand. That life has nothing to do with what you leave in the bank. But more importantly what you leave in the hearts of those you loved. So that generations from now when my name crosses their lips; they will feel that same satisfying feeling I feel right now.